Diary Of A Blow-in

28th January 2018


Like jigsaw pieces scattered on the floor,

there were no clues nor picture to show what it should look like when it was whole.

Finding the colour, shape and forms that belonged together

would change your perspective of how to see.

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. We had sold our home. Christmas was just a couple of weeks away. The purchase of a new house had fallen through and we had no alternative but to take on temporary rental accommodation. If nothing else,  the sideways step allowed a breathing space from the stress of leaving and with liberation from ownership for a while,  life would be different from now on.